His cock. Still semi-hard from the morning's activities. Nestled perfectly in the cleft of her ass, the thick shaft pressing through his robes and her tight pants.
"W-we're flying—" she gasped, trying to focus on anything else. "We're actually—"
"Yes," his voice was right by her ear, breath hot against her neck. "Just relax. I won't let you fall."
His arms tightened around her waist—
But his hands didn't stay there.
One hand slid up. Slowly. Deliberately. Moving over her stomach, between her breasts, and—
Slipping inside her chest binding.
"WHAT—?!" Yue's eyes flew open, one hand grabbing his wrist. "WHAT ARE YOU—?!"
But his hand was already there, palm cupping her bare breast, fingers finding her nipple and pinching.
"HNNNGH~!!" The sound ripped from her throat involuntarily, shock and pleasure mixing.
"Stop—!!" she tried to yell, tried to pull his hand away, but—
"If you struggle too much, you'll fall," he said calmly, and she froze.
